Back in 2014 I left this comment on a photo posted to fb, just days after running NYC2014: For
the first time ever I teared up at the end. The conditions were tough,
I was so happy with my run, and knew this was my last 26.2... but
seeing blind runners and a 89 year old on the course inspires me to
never say never. I would love to run London.(click to read my NYC 26.2 recap).

- I didn't realize it at the time but I was adding London to my bucket list.

- Last April I entered the lottery - which was open to International runners for the first time. Seasons change, Spring to Summer, Summer to Fall. At the end of October I received a number.

One of my earliest memories (age 6-7) is attending
anthropology classes with my mother. This is where I became captivated with Jane
Goodall, monkeys, and Africa. This interest continued into my college years where I took so many African Literature, Anthropology and History classes that I earned a minor in African Studies. I am astounded by village life, the
simplicity,
tradition, and community.

As an adult, my attention expanded to
South Asia.

While raising a family, I quietly began researching how I
might bridge my personal experiences and dreams with a desire to contribute. I found myself drawn to novels and memoirs set in Nepal and
India. Drinking in the stories about daily life, traditions, etc... offering my support to a few organizations along the way.

Volunteering

Like many of us, I donate to a few organizations. Have volunteered at local non-profit - while meaningful, the organization wasn't related to my personal interests.

In late 2015 I joined Mahila Partnership, a grassroots non-profit serving women and girls. Mahila
Partnership provides local support to remote villages, mostly unreachable by
larger nonprofit/post disaster organizations.

I never expected to find a opportunity to volunteer from home, with the flexibility that complements my daily schedule. My efforts focus on business operations, and outreach. I'm thankful to Theresa, a friend and fellow volunteer, for helping me find my way!

Snow, I found snow! In December we traveled to Vevey, Switzerland for a three week work/holiday. I adore Vevey... the entire area actually. Vevey sits on Lake Geneva and looks at France. During the week I work from our hotel residence, leaving weekends to explore. Our friends often tell us that we experience more than those living in Switzerland.

Blame wanderlust... below a story told in photos. Sharing one of my favorite places with you.

Vevey
This photo is the center of old town. Behind me is a 100 year old merry-go-round, and farmer's market. You will always find adults and children feeding the ducks, it's a gathering spot.

Vevey is quiet. I often wonder if it's the mystical nature of the lake, surrounded by the Alps.